I think I heard you in a valley of fire Side of a mountain with the face of a choir I'd like you to sing I'd like you to bring out the full moon for me Sing me the oldest song Of the long decline
Went for a walk inside a canyon we found Into the desert til it washed out And there at the end We could see that big reservoir beneath Watching the bath tub drain To the water line
I think I heard you in a valley of fire Side of a mountain with the face of a choir Red rock and black Shadows and gaps the hot winds carving out Sing me the sweetest song Sing me the sweetest song Of the long declineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
